Wow, this Scott Cawthon guy is really churning these games out isn’t he? I have to admit I’m quite impressed! I hope he isn’t working himself to death…

So I’m sure the entire internet is wracking its brain trying to figure out what FNAF 3 will have in store. Will it be another prequel like FNAF 2 was? And yes, there are quite a few people out there who believe FNAF 2 is in fact a prequel. Frankly I have to agree with them.

Scott’s image suggests that this new game may take place sometime after FNAF 2, as parts from the ‘toy’ characters and balloon boy are shown. However, the games have only hinted at three different locations, which would suggest that part 3’s location is going to the first Fazbear restaurant, as the other two have already been featured.

While the first FNAF was a great way to establish the initial tale, the second game takes the mystery much further by going back to the murders of the five children and the Bite of ’87. There is also the inclusion of the death mini-games, which tell the story in the perspective of the animatronics. Going further back to the first restaurant would be a natural progression of the story. It definitely would be an unique way to tell it if Scott chooses to continue this way; slowly going further and further back until the true origins of the horrifying anamatronics are revealed to us, probably learning tons of little secrets along the way.

So far things are definitely up in the air for what we can expect from FNAF 3, but judging from the last two I think we can all be assured that the experience will be quite enjoyable. One thing is certain though: we’re all going to be fucking terrified!

I would also like to note that I only have the first FNAF as of this post. I’m terrible at it, so I haven’t finished playing yet. I may post about my play-through or I may not, I’m not sure. If you do want me to write about it all you need to do is ask.

Jeff and Liu waited at the bus stop with the exact same enthusiasm as criminals being carted off to the county jail. The sky above was a pale grey, and a sharp chill was in the air, reminding them that autumn was truly on its way. Liu sat on the curb while Jeff, thinking it too cold to sit on the concrete, choose to lean on the pole of the bus sign.

Drowsy, Jeff could feel himself nodding off in his boredom. Just another day in his insufferable life. So often he felt like this was the default emotion, every moment was some state of boredom that enveloped him like a cloud of smoke. And yet…

Suddenly, Jeff snapped his eyes open. The sound of something rolling was sudden, and shook him from his melancholy.

The source of it was soon realized, as a young skateboarder zoomed by and jumped directly over Liu’s lap. Liu must have had only a fraction of a second to lean back and prevent his face from colliding with the board.

“Shit!” Liu yelled, springing to his feet.

The skateboarder spun himself around, stopped, and kicked his board up. He seemed to take stock of Jeff and Liu with a look of satisfaction.

“Looks like we’ve got ourselves some new sheep for the slaughter!” he said with unnerving cheer.

Jeff had made no real move at this point, but he could now observe his brother’s offender. With blonde, spiky hair the boy looked slightly younger than himself, wearing a bright orange hoodie with blue denim skater shorts. His face held a smug, shit-eating grin that didn’t quite fit with one so young. Jeff couldn’t help thinking that he looked far too much like Bart Simpson.

“What the hell is your problem?” Liu asked.

“Seeing as you two are new here, there are a few things you need to know,” the boy said. “My name is Randy Sutherland, the baddest motherfucker in this town! I call the shots, and there’s a little toll for taking the bus in this neighborhood. Pay up or you’ll regret it.”

Unimpressed, Liu rolled his eyes. “Dude, fuck off. Do you seriously think your little bad boy routine is supposed to scare us? You look like you just stopped pissing the bed last week! What are you gonna do? Give us a wedgie?”

Rustling came from some nearby bushes, and two much larger boys slipped out to join him. The first had a slim build, a horrid case of acne, and had a dopey, drugged look on his face. The other was a pure behemoth of blubber, with an ugly scrunched face that probably made him look angry all the time. Both looked a year or two older than Randy, which left Jeff wondering how he managed to gain so much control over them.

“These are my associates: Keith and Troy. You choose the hard way, and they’ll wipe the floor with your bloody asshole. So what’s it gonna be? Payment or the cemetery?”

Liu and Jeff glanced at each other. There was no question. It was all they needed know they would take these losers on.

Looking for a little holiday related fun I decided to take part in Reddit’s 2014 Secret Santa Gift Exchange. This is what I got in the mail today. No explination, no well wishes for the holiday. Just one creepy porcelain doll.

I suppose I should have been careful with what I wished for. I wrote in my preferences that I was a pretty big horror fan. I try not to have much in terms of expectations, but I wasn’t expecting this…

Since I’m not quite sure what to do with her, I’ve asked /r/creepy for suggestions. If anything else of interest comes up, like if I decide to burn her in my backyard or something, I’ll keep you all posted. Let’s just hope she doesn’t murder me in my sleep!

Crowding around the entrance, they stare hungrily into the building. Some have been banging on the glass impatient for what is to come, others mill about mindlessly, paying little attention to the others that surround them. The tension in the air however, is palpable. What will happen when, not if, they come through?

When the glass doors finally give way chaos ensues. High pitched screams and deep yells fill the air as the ravenous bunch starts barreling through with little heed for anything in their path. One of them falls, and cries out in pain as the others trample over their bloated body…

No I’m not talking about zombies, locusts, or giant ants – I’m talking about the average Black Friday shopper! Perhaps some of you out there have had the same feeling. It’s the reason why I don’t do Black Friday, or go to the mall this time of year. I don’t like crowds even on a general basis, there’s no way I want to deal with a bunch of sale crazed lunatics!

So with the holiday season in full swing, the race is on to spend, save, and consume to the point of self-depreciation! A time of greed like no other throughout the year. The very meaning of Christmas! – oh wait…

Yet another reason why my favorite holiday is Halloween. There’s no way to corrupt it any more than it already is.

Yes our economy depends on spending, yes most shoppers have little ill intent, but in all this frenzy to acquire more what are we really losing? Finding greater meaning in life, the environment, a more stable financial future? I know they’re rather big concepts, but our species is not known for its sense of

Have you ever wondered if the billionaires of the world enjoy watching people fight over T.V.s or the latest toy? There’s enough crazy Black Friday videos to entertain even the average person. It’s a wonder why they don’t start a reality show or something.

The saddest part of all this is a lot of sales, like Black Friday, are really major scams. A friend of mine was a former accountant for a Target location, and has told me many examples of how stores make their money on so-called sales. They hike the prices up on so many items so it only looks like they’re giving out a good deal. I’m glad she quit to start her own small business!

If you want to get your bah-humbug on further, I recommend reading this to get you started. May it scar you for life!

The next morning began with Jeff and his brother getting ready for their first day at their new school. Their mother was frantic, trying to get them ready before she had to leave for her own errands. Apparently Liu had awoken late and was still getting dressed when Jeff had come down to the kitchen for breakfast, as he could hear the two bicker all the way upstairs.

“Honestly Liu, is it really that hard to set your alarm?” he heard his mother ask. Knowing her, she was probably picking at Liu’s clothes and hair, making sure everything was in place.

Jeff could hear his brother as well. “Mom, stop! It’s fine! My hair is fine! Would you just leave me alone?”

Not long after Liu stomped down the stairs, toothbrush in mouth and buttoning up his shirt.

“So how are you this morning?” Jeff asked with a hint of sarcasm.

Liu pulled the toothbrush out of his mouth, spat in the kitchen sink, and began pulling a box of Pop-Tarts from off the shelf. “Could definitely be better,” he replied in a bitter tone. “Watch out: Mom’s being a mega bitch today.”

The two fell silent as their mother quickly paced her way into the room, putting on a diamond earring in one ear. The business suit she wore was a bright red. Being a real estate agent herself, she did everything she could to get the attention of buyers and sellers alike; wearing bright colors was just one of her strategies. All it ever did for Jeff was make him think of blood, like she was some kind of ravenous predator.

Jeff’s father had already left for work, so at least he was spared from the nonsense. Jeff wished that he could just get his morning routine over with and leave. But he knew his mom would flip if she realized that he had left without inspecting him as well. She wouldn’t like Jeff leaving without the protection of his older brother either.

As he sat at the table, his mother gave Jeff a good look-over, and a sharp tsk of disappointment escaped her.

“Did you really have to wear that shirt today Jeff?” she asked as she walked over to him. She put a hand into his hair shaking her head. “Ugh, I should have taken you somewhere to get a haircut. It’s getting way too long. You’re starting to look like a damn hippie.”

His mother’s criticisms was starting to get to him. As he ate his cereal, he started gripping his spoon more and more tightly. It wasn’t until he pulled his fingers around the handle into a fist that he realized what he was doing.

Suddenly Jeff was gripped with the idea to shove the spoon into his mother’s eye socket. Her screams echoing in his head. He could imagine the wet sucking sound as he scooped her eye out, leaving nothing but a bloody hole in the side of her face.

This was only fantasy, yet it was one that managed to surprise even him. He was aware he was prone to such flights of fancy, yet he had never had such an intense desire to act until this very moment. He grunted, shifting away from his mother’s hand.

She sighed and left the room, saying nothing else to either Jeff or Liu. Most likely, she was content to ignore the two for now and move on with the rest of her day. Jeff shifted uncomfortably in his seat as he tried to push the images from his mind. He held his spoon properly and finished his cereal in haste.

“Come on, Jeffy,” Liu said as he slapped his brother on the back. “The bus is going to get here really soon. I don’t want to have to get mom to drive us if we miss it.”

Jeff grunted and gulped down the last of his cereal. “I’m coming, I’m coming,” with little enthusiasm. “Just don’t leave me here to rot.”